A Grim Tale

I know a grim tale, do you want to hear it?
It's about demons and angels that never existed
What play their parts in it were just two friends
Both of them suffered because of us

It was all destiny that fated their encounter
As the young Silica climbed up the rocky mountains
Hes majestic golden hair waved in the wind
Hes silver eyes spoke a thousand words
If you have ever heard of the demon's child tale
This is what the elderlies never told you
Of Silica, the child of a lord sorcerer

The sole friend and the only one who knew the truth
That is what se was to the so-called demon child
And years pass by, people came to know of the armored demon
It lived! It's back! were what they screamed
Oh, how the villagers were speechless when the earth swallowed them
Watching their doom, and standing beside the demon
The very warrior they sent to strike death onto the fiend
Then smiled at them as they slid down the crusts of earth

This grim tale is very grim
Not because one of them was a lord sorcerer
Nor because the other was the Emperor Warrior
Two great allies, with the most beautiful friendship
And yet misunderstood and always mistreated
Just how low can humans sink
To have shed blood from our own saviors?

From planet to planet the two travelled
Banishing the wicked, saving the misled
Just doing what they were meant to do
Never for once asking for anything
And though we welcomed the sorcerer with open arms
No one would spend a second with hes companion

Bathed in blood and endured hatred
Silica didn't leave the Emperor, forever by hes side
Se was the only one who knew the truth
No one else would listen
Silica's one sole wish was
To always be there to wipe the Emperor's tears

Alas, we never knew when to stop
With our own hands, we slayed the sorcerer
That day, the sky was red, the beach was a crimson color
The Emperor held hem in hes arms, comforting hes pain
When Silica breathed hes last, the Emperor cried and cried
And finally se stood up, hes eyes fixed on us
We saw our end on that every day
You are the first to listen to this molden statue

Can you see the blood tears we cry now?
Can you see a person standing at the water edges?
If you do, I'll let you know that se's not a demon
Be kind to hem, maybe you'll see what we failed to

The truth in the legend of the demon child is unraveled